Three days she had been there. Three bloody days.

She had moved rooms now. Now she had a simple room with a bed and a separate room with a bathroom. And every other day they placed clothes inside the door. Overall they were treating her pretty nice, which is what she didn't get. She got given food and drink, it was more like staying at a crappy motel then being held hostage.

Every time the camera was put on her to send footage to SHEILD they would haul her off into that dark and dusty room again. They were making her stay as a hostage look a lot more awful then it was.

That was the weird part.

Of course she wanted to get out of there. She was injured a few times, mostly when the camera was on her. And the two times when she tried to escape. As you can guess the escape attempts didn't go very well. The last one involved her almost getting shot.

She had a bruise on her cheek and she was pretty sure she had a black eye as well. But there were no mirrors, not after she smashed it and tried to use a shard of it as a weapon the first time. Now there was nothing else to use as a weapon, except bed sheets, but she had no idea how to use them as a weapon. She couldn't exactly smother them to death, not when they had guns.

So she was pretty much stuck there. She felt useless and weak. If she was Natasha she would be out of there already. But she wasn't, she was stupid, plain and ordinary Darcy Lewis, who really needed to be rescued. But saying that, even if she did get out, she had no idea where she was, when they moved her to this new room and back to the cell thing, she had a bag over her head. But the one or two peaks she did get, all she saw was the middle of nowhere.

She wondered what everyone was doing. She gathered Jane would be hysterical and panicking. The others would be worried she supposed. And Loki… well she tried not to think about him. It made her heart ache when she thought of him. Stupid feelings.

But no matter how hard she tried to think of something else her mind always seemed to come back to him. It wasn't like there was much to do in this stupid tomb of a room.

They could have at least given her some music; music couldn't be used as a weapon. Darcy rubbed her face in her hands and sighed.

"Miss Lewis" Morgan's voice sounded muffled through the door. "Stand against the back wall please." She did as she was told, she would try and smother him another day, maybe when she had more courage. The door opened and Morgan was revealed to be standing there. The gun pointed inwards towards her. He saw he standing against the door and he lowered it. "Good girl" he sneered.

"Can't I get any entertainment in here" she said bravely. She tried to sound strong and defiant every time she chose to speak. Even if she was scared shitless she might as well sound cool and collected. Also a plus side was it annoyed him.

"No" he replied shortly. She groaned.

"Oh come on?" she said, no quiver in her voice, which she was proud of.

"No" he said again, this time more forcefully. "You are not a guest Miss Lewis."

"Why are you here?" she asked strongly.

"We need you to film Loki a message for us."

"No"

"Oh you haven't even let me finish"

"No"

"But…"

"No"

"Do not" Morgan said getting angry. He took a step into the room and the door slut with a slam behind him. "Get smart with me, YOU will do as I say" he hissed.

"Or what?" she couldn't keep the quiver out of her voice this time. He laughed at her.

"This room will no longer be your prison. You will no longer have food. Only very little water will be given to you. And you will suffer more pain than you can imagine."

"I don't care" she whispered, a tear running down her cheek. She was unable to stop it. She didn't wipe it away, that gesture would have made her seem weaker. She put on a braver face and ignored the stinging of her eyes.

"Yes you do" he whispered smiling. "We have a live stream set up. A Skype call. Untraceable of course. You will get him to come and give himself up, and then you will go free after he is in our hands"

"No" she said forcefully and before she could blink her cheek was stinging and Morgan was right in front of her. Teeth bared and his eyes took on a bluish hue. What the hell? Morgan shook his head and then the blue glow was gone and they were his normal greyish green again.

"You will. Now I tell you" he said, voice less scary, he seemed to be shaken himself. "If you say anything other than along the lines of what we tell you then we will break every bone in your body. We will tear you limb from limb, do you understand!"

She nodded slowly. But she questioned "we?"

"What?"

"You said 'we'. I was wondering who 'we' was."

"You have no right to ask. And I was wrong I meant I, I will do those things" he said quickly, glancing behind him quickly. Ok something was going on, something she hadn't realized before. But she had no idea what it was; she had to look deeper now. Now she knew something was wrong, well she didn't know but she was sure of it. Detective Lewis was out to play.

"Sorry" she said, forcing sincerness into her voice.

"Good" he spat before gabbing her arm and hauling her out of the room, a bag being placed on her head on the way.

"A live video chat?" Tony said for the tenth time in the last five minutes. If he wasn't part of the team trying to save Darcy he would of found a way to kill him by then.

"Yes" Fury answered tensely. Staring at the screen.

"I don't want to watch" Jane said quietly from beside Thor.

"Well don't" Loki spat. Thor looked at him sternly.

"Although dear" Thor started. "He is right, if you do not feel you can watch it, then you can go and I will find you later."

"No" She replied. "I don't want to be away … I mean I don't… never mind"

"Understandable" Thor whispered to her, stroking a strange of hair from her face. The gesture made him sick.

"What time was it again" Banner said hovering by the door. He wasn't sat like the rest of him. He wanted to be ready to get out of the room quickly in case the 'live chat' made him angry and he 'hulked up' as the others put it.

"Round about now" Fury said, looking toward the blank screen again. They waited in silence for a few minutes. Then the screen came up with a notice. '8087 is calling you, do you accept, answer with video or decline'. Fury clicked upon answer with video. It took a few second before Darcy appeared with a man beside her. His heart gave a stutter. Darcy looked bruised but defiant and sort of relaxed.

"Good evening SHEILD. Morgan Jones here. Although you may know me as Thomas Freeman. Call me what you will. Now our precious Darcy has a message for you all"

Darcy was staring intently at the camera. Then she turned to Morgan and spat at him and smiled. Morgan hissed and took a deep breath.

"Remember what I said" Morgan hissed. Darcy looked up at the camera and smiled.

"I remember what you said, and it's all lies what he wants me to tell you, I'm actually fine" He screamed and slapped her.

Loki stood up and screeched. "Stop" he yelled.

"It's ok I'm fine" Darcy said and gained herself another slap. Loki was about to say something but Fury cut in.

"As it appears, your plan isn't quite working is it. I gather your main plan was to get Darcy to beg for rescue and Loki would come to the rescue but our Miss Lewis isn't like that. Trust me she never does as she is told"

"Too right" Darcy smiled. Beside her Morgan screamed in anguish.

"Loki you will give yourself up or she will be killed" and then the screen went black. Everyone in the room let out a breath and was silent.

Thoughts spun around in his head at one hundred miles per hour. He had to give himself up. That man looked serious about killing Darcy. And no matter how 'fine' she said she was, it was obvious in her eyes she was scared. "I will give myself up" the words left him before he could think.

All eyes snapped at him. "You must not brother" Thor said, striding over to him. "I care for Darcy as well. Like a sister but how do you know once you are in their hands they will let her go?"

"Does it matter?"

"Yes of course—"

"I hate to say this" Fury intruded. "But Thor is correct. The chances are they won't let her go anyway."

"I don't care I cannot stand to see her like this" He needed to shut up. He never put his emotions out in the open but he couldn't seem to stop himself. Thor was about to say something else and so it seemed were a number of other people in the room but no one got a chance.

The door opened and a young man came in without knocking. He was breathless. "Sorry sir" he said politely. Fury looked annoyed but he gestured for this man to continue. "The untraceable Skype code." He began and Fury nodded. "Turns out it isn't so untraceable after all"

The room went still and then exploded into commotion.

Darcy could be found. And she would be found. She would be returned safe to him.

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